3 Words Poem by Marx Lenn Mendoza

</>There were shadows that suddenly vanishes
Over the air, over the sky, over the moon
I’d rather try to die than to live
In the sumptuous clone of my dilapidated life

Here I am, standing in front of nothing
Looking what beyond might have for me
Crawling from every inch of my tear
That suffered from the pain of the light

How will I know? Will there be a sign?
Will I be alarmed? Will I be touched?
The days may have gone by
But I’m still standing in the same floor

Cry, laugh, and sigh
Here are the only words that my heart knows
Will you add something for me?
And just to look at

(1/18/11 mmm)